just let her watch (L/St/Pt) (nsfw)

>"Ding-dong," came a chime at the barn's doors (spoken in sing-song words, what with the lack of an actual doorbell). Lapis shot up in excitement at the sound of Steven's voice, and after doing a quick once-over of the area she'd been setting up, she scurried to let him in, with Pumpkin yapping and barking excitedly at her heels.

>The second the door slid open, the fruit hound was upon him, snuffling investigatively at his sandals until his palm came down to rub across her head, which sent her into blissful complacency. It looked so easy when he did it...

>"Heya girl," Steven chuckled, before finally looking up at Lapis. "And hey to you, Lappy-"

>"I already told you, if you keep calling me that, I'm gonna dunk you in the 'smaller than average lake'." Her annoyance was feigned, of course; even if all of the cute nicknames he came up with made her feel as though she were walking on clouds, she had a reputation to maintain.

>Steven grinned. "Are you really still calling it that?"

>"I don't mind humoring Peridot a bit," she smirked, politely taking his duffel bag of clothes before beckoning him inside.

>A weekend in the quiet of the countryside had been deemed in order for Steven, after he'd staggered out of a particularly rough few days of Diamond duties, carted between planets to quell any lingering conflict from the era they'd left. He'd fussed, not wanting to put off any of the workload he'd taken on to help his aunties, but enough 'persuasion' smooched across his cheeks had gotten him to relent. Just he, Lapis, some trashy sitcoms to laugh at, a bit of stargazing, and 'whatever else happens', as she'd worded, taking care to murmur that as huskily into his ear as she could. It hadn't taken long after that for him to shoot the Diamonds a message.

>"Oh wow," he exclaimed, catching a glance at the 'project' she'd been working on. "You did all this?" She answered only with a modest bow of her head. An afternoon of work had gotten the meep-morps strewn about the barn sorted much more manageably, clearing plenty of living space through the clutter. A whole corner of the main chamber had been designated 'the cozy zone', with Christmas lights strung up above and around a pile of mattresses and blankets, and the entire wall around the area now painted over in a mellowing splash of aquamarine and pink. An AV cart was set up with their banged up old TV set atop it, along with lava lamps of several different colors, and a mini fridge tucked onto the bottom shelf, a recent addition only sparsely littered with snacks.

>"I didn't realize you liked eating now," he remarked, fetching and cracking open one of the drinks inside of it.

>"She doesn't," came a nasally remark from behind them that made Lapis wince. Not now, she grumbled inwardly, why now, of all times?

>Pumpkin, on the other hand, was ecstatic, bolting over to give Peridot a few licks as she approached. "She was all worried about 'Steven not feeling at home while he's over'," the green Gem mimed, as she absent-mindedly patted the gourd. "So, I was asked to help optimize the barn for your visits. The miniature cooling unit was my idea, of course." Pride dripped thick from her voice as she swooped in to take the (admittedly rightful) credit. "Your iced tea beverages imported from Arizona will be chilled to a perfect temperature, I've ensured it!"

>If he was bothered at all by their night being intruded upon, Steven showed no signs of it. "Well, I appreciate it, both of you! Can't say I've ever felt unwelcome here until now, but I'm definitely not complaining." Making eye contact with Lapis specifically, he beamed. "Means a lot."

>"Happy to be of service," Peridot cut in regardless, arms folded and lips curled up into a cat-like smirk of pride. Steven could only muster up a sheepish chuckle back to her.

>Peridot was Lapis' friend. Her best friend, really, and she didn't deny it. Their time living together had opened her eyes up to a lot, and she'd come to accept the little booger for all of her quirks, as she'd done in turn. That didn't mean, though, that there weren't still times when Lapis wanted to punt her out the window like a football. The inability she had to pick up on cues and implications could frazzle anyone at close proximity to her, and having to sit someone down and politely ask them to please go away for a few hours so she could indulge in some cuddling and what would most likely become fucking was not within the ocean Gem's capacity for confrontation. "...I thought you were going to be out for the night," she muttered softly, trying to avoid catching Steven's attention as he took a seat and propped himself up on a nest of covers.

>Peridot shrugged. "Amethyst cancelled the landfill expedition we'd arranged, change of plans. She said something about being occupied with Greg for the evening." (Neither Gem noticed Steven wincing as he overheard that particular snippet.) "Oh well. I guess that means I just get to spend some time with both of you!" The deadpan stare she was fixed with flew straight over her vertically-challenged head, and at Steven's enthusiastic (and oblivious) behest, Peridot shooed Pumpkin away and pattered past Lapis to join him, turning on the TV and rapidly flipping through channels.

>"Alright, Steven," she began, tone falling to an ominous and suspense-building note. "It's time we got you past the supplemental material in archives of televised sitcoms and showed you the proverbial 'big boys'. Have you ever heard of a little program called 'Degrassi'?"

>Early evening ticked away into late, and Lapis still had yet to totally wipe the scowl from her face. Being the big spoon cuddled behind Steven as they watched the most hilarious piece of media ever to be alchemized by teenage angst and corporate oversight slightly lifted her mood though, enough to at least try to enjoy their time together. As the woobified high school drama played, and gaudy new age rock at just slightly too high a volume, she twined her arms around his center and squeezed at Steven's stomach, something that got him even more flustered than he usually was in this position. "I feel kind of embarrassed," Steven murmured, careful not to speak over the characters on-screen.

>Her head tilted. "Why?"

"Usually, the guy's supposed to be the one holding the...well. You know what I mean."

>"But you love it when I hold you."

>After a little pause, his very hot face turned away from her a bit, and his voice became even softer. "Yeah."

>"I love it, too," crooned Lapis, as both broke into warm-cheeked laughter beneath their breaths.

>What would have been an otherwise touching scene was interrupted by a wretch of disgust from Peridot, her fourth of the night, eyes still stuck on the screen as she glowered. "They linger too long on this funeral stuff. Blah blah blah, unconventional teenage reactions to a dying family member. Crying bad, laughing good. The pretentiousness of these writers in the later seasons is so prominent." A disgusted scoff slipped from her.

>Resisting the urge to manipulate some of Steven's drink to splash in her face, Lapis instead watched him ever so slightly roll his eyes. "That might be kinda the point though, 'Dot. People act pretentious to deal with death sometimes, especially young people."

>"Hmm," she hummed aloud. "I guess you have a point. But still! It all feels like it's supposed to make the characters artificially feel more 'real', so their romance will, too. Absolutely unrealistic drivel."

>"Because you'd know all about romance," Lapis muttered sarcastically, earning her a little nudge from Steven.

>As a melodramatic scene in the rain began to play out for two characters who had left the funeral home, Peridot pushed her visor up the bridge of her nose. "But of course! These life simulations have taught me all of the things to avoid in managing an optimal relationship with another person, and in doing so, all the things I should be looking for!"

>Over his shoulder, Lapis looked up and began miming her hand like a mouth. Mouthing the words 'blah blah blah', she flapped one of her hands, something that got Steven holding back snickers. "Tell us all about it, Peridot," he whispered bemusedly, his attention all but gone from the drama that Peri was so avidly following along with. Lapis caught the corner of his lip and they shared a half kiss, one that the element of exhibitionism made all the heavier. The hot breaths she could feel brushing against her jaw were intoxicating.

>"Well, the first step to attaining a productive romance with a potential partner is having chemistry-" By the time she looked over, they were already tangled up and liplocked, much to her surprise. Peridot knew they were a couple by now, of course, but they hadn't done much pertaining to that in front of her.

>"Uh," she finally blurted out, with a bit of a stammer. "It looks like you two are already well acquainted with the concept." The shade of dark green her astonished face took on only deepened when Lapis moaned, her tongue nearly slipping out from Steven's mouth when he tried to speak.

>"Heh...sorry, Per-" Lapis cut off his apologies with an attention seeking whine. It wasn't something she was ever proud of doing, but it always made Steven crumble, as evidenced by the peck he meekly laid on her. "Aah, Lapis, I think we're being a bit rude..."

>Normally, she would have backed off at that, if only out of respect for his desires. Between his clear need for some TLC and Peridot's rapidly widening eyes, however, a wolfish sort of hunger was growing in her, one that would be pushed to its absolute limit before she was willing to unhook her teeth, figuratively speaking. With half-lidded eyes peering over Steven's shoulder straight at her roommate, Lapis gently tugged the hem of his shirt up, exposing the pudge, muscle, and coarse trail fuzz under it. At first, she cupped the remnants of his boyish chub in her fingers, chastely squeezing and patting, but she soon spidered her way up and poked down on one of the biggest weak spots he had; his gemstone.

>Steven's eyes became pinpricks, and he suddenly fell very still. "...Peridot is still-"

>"Shh," Lapis softly hushed, finger swirling around the face of the stone as she cozied herself into the crook of his neck. "Just let her watch..." The path she traced over the glossy pink surface were followed by a dot of light inside of it tracing her movements, until at its core, the entire jewel lit up, and rhythmically strobed every second or so to the beat of Steven's heart. A groan tumbled out of him after that, making an already clammy looking Peridot break into sweating bullets, and getting Lapis' tongue trawling across her lips.

>"Nn-hoh my god..." Any resistance he was internally trying to bring himself to was melting. In one last attempt to safeguard his dignity, he looked up with puppy dog eyes at Lapis, as if to plead that doing this in front of someone else was a bad idea. After she motioned for him to look at their friend, however, his reservations died out.

>Peridot had huddled up closer to the lovers as they touched, with her fingers nervously poking together. "It's...alright," she murmured, trying to laugh. "Not a huge deal. I can always pause the show."

>Maybe she needed to see something like this, Lapis thought. A little awareness had never hurt her unaware friend, even if it needed to be hammered in a little harshly. If she was going to come in on their night together, she would see all of it. "I was gonna wait until after we watched the stars to jump your bones," she sighed to Steven, twisting her free hand up to poke at the growing bulge she was producing. "But maybe we should just cut to it now." Up from the base her finger traced all the way to the tip, jitters coming from him the whole way there, and when she gave his clothed tip a flick, like the absolute little stud he was, his hips bucked. "Up to you, though."

>Steven needed a moment to think about that one, and she allowed him it. Their Safe Word had always been 'mirror', but when she failed to see it sputtering out of his lips, she gave an inquiring tap at the button to his pants. Eventually, his head gave the slightest bobble up and down, giving her all she needed to go forward.

>Down came his zipper, and Peridot's jaw followed it. "Oh my stars."

>Blushing so hard he was practically steaming from the ears, Steven kept groggy eye contact with Peridot as Lapis' hand worked him up, only barely able to close her fingers around him. "Didn't even come wearing boxers," Lapis tutted knowingly, getting a goofy smile curling across his face. "What a naughty boy."

>"How is it..." Still hung up on the girth she was witnessing, Peri clenched a handful of her hair and tugged. The mathematic equations buzzing through her head were practically visible. "How do you fit that...inside of you...?!"

>Up and down Lapis' hand glided, fluffing him up to both get him through any jitters he might still be having, and to get Peridot amped up. "Lots of patience," came Lapis' grunted reply, hooking a thumb beneath the waistband of Steven's jeans and tugging down on them.

>Slowly as it came, his hips began to rock with her strokes, putting on quite the performance for their friend as he finally shed his self-consciousness. "Lapis," he breathed, pushing hard enough against her palm to get his engorged cock head ruddy. Through all of it, his gemstone had continued glowing, a constant mood light during sex that Lapis had always sort of liked. It certainly made it easier to see when she was doing something he liked, at any rate.

>For all the talk she'd been babbling earlier, Peridot looked on the verge of creaming herself just watching the two in front of her. Her plump little thighs clapped tightly together around her rapidly warming center, but when she began lowering a hand down toward her own crotch, Lapis shot her a look that made her take pause. It wasn't quite anger she was seeing, but it was definitely something intense, as if questioning why she should be allowed to touch herself at that moment. Peridot submitted without argument, movng her hand away and resuming her passive spectating with a timid grimace on her face, which appeased the blue Gem.

>Before she could relish too deeply in the power high of cuckoldry, however, Steven was rolling himself over and out of Lapis' grip, and tugging her into his lap. As of late, more and more of their ruts had become mid-session reversals like this, and she really couldn't complain much about it. Like a brute, he pulled Lapis into a bear hug, pinning her arms against her sides as he aimed her lap into position. "Oh, Steven," she crooned, putting emphasis on his name to get the blood-surging reaction that she knew all too well that he'd give.

>Glancing once more at Peridot, head foggy with arousal, she nodded and beckoned, "Come get a closer look," before her dress was hiked up and she was impaled, completely absorbing her attention.

>"Steven-!"

>"L-Lapis..."

>Murdercock Jr. was back to mark its stomping grounds, and stomp it did, pushing in as far as Lapis' snatch allowed him to sink. Her voice cracked when he held himself at the limits of her depths, and when he began to withdraw, her insides screamed for the return if his warmth. He was soon working himself up to a rhythm though, and the sound of heavy claps between their pelvises colliding had totally drowned out the TV behind them, that Peridot had forgotten to pause. "So deep," Lapis shuddered, toes curling up tight in the absolute shock of the blows she was taking.

>Peridot had indeed come closer, this time scooting away from their faces, and looking down closer to their waists. A pendulous pair of balls swung and slapped against the Gem on top of them with every thrust Steven made, bloated with what had likely been a good day or two of anticipation for this. "A-ah yes, you're very...virile, Steven," she choked out, as if trying to add to the encounter with her appraisal. "I-I'm sure Lapis and her, ehm, trimmed frame can appreciate-"

>"Oh, fuck!" The mattresses began to squeak underneath of them in their frenzy. For all she was worth, Lapis rocked herself back against Steven's thrusts, trying to fight back against the hold he'd gotten on her.

>"Almost...there," hissed the boy between clenched teeth, and her legs practically turned to jelly right then.

>Until the very end, the green Gem beside them was mystified, watching their impassioned fucking through her own quivers and quakes. After solid minutes of slamming that could have put some porn stars to shame, she witnessed Steven tensing up hard, and Lapis arching back in utter agony; their orgasms were approaching.

>"Lapis, I'm gonna-"

>"Cum with me, Steven-!"

>Further and further the tension was wound, until at long last it promptly snapped. Melodic moans accompanied their climaxes, as Lapis' insides coiled tightly around Steven, and he emptied a pent up load into her. The ocean Gem thrashed against her restraints, and only when Steven was fully emptied did they finally release, allowing her to bunch up and release, under the waves of bliss crashing over her. "Oh, Steven," she whispered, as one of his meaty hands gently fell to her hair and began to stroke.

>Seeing their lovestruck expressions as they gawked at each other, and hearing their windswept voices after their release, it seemed as if it took every bit of willpower Peridot had not to cum her guts out right then and there.

>With a grunt, Lapis lifted herself off of the pillar she'd just been stuffed with, trying not to go cross-eyed at the sensations of the seed dripping out of her. When at last enough sense returned to her that she realized he was sticky, she shifted around her silky garments in the hopes of keeping it out of the way of the leakage, before remembering that there was another 'rag' she could use. "Clean him," she panted, and before the very groggy Steven could object, Peridot was scrambling to obey.

>"W-with...with one of the blankets, you mean-"

>"With your mouth!"

>That got Steven shooting straight up. "Peridot," he pleaded, looking around Lapis as she sniggered. "You really don't have to-"

>The warnings fell upon deaf ears. The second her head fell between his legs, she was frantically lapping at his spent cock as if it was the only contact with this cock that she might ever be blessed with, cleaning the slippery sheen of cum that it had been sodden in. Once again groaning at the top of his lungs, Steven could only barely endure the agonizingly sweet suckling of his now oversensitive prick, as he looked up to Lapis. "You're dirty," he sluggishly remarked, wiping a line of sweat from his brow.

>Equally tuckered out, Lapis grinned. "I love you, Steven~."

"Mm'love you, too..."

>Close enough to 'I forgive you', as far as Lapis was concerned. As they fell together into an embrace, their noses brushed up together in an eskimo kiss. Peridot gargled something behind them around the member lodged in her throat, spittle flecking down her chin and onto Lapis' back, but they could pay attention to her once the afterglow faded. Until then, it was time to get comfy...